Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

Kreacher’s tale

           Alittlepuffofdustrosefromthebedcoversasshesatdowntoreadtheclippings.Harry,meanwhile,hadnoticedanotherphotograph;aHogwartsQuidditchteamwassmilingandwavingoutoftheframe.Hemovedcloserandsawthesnakesemblazonedontheirchests:Slytherins.Reguluswasinstantlyrecognizableastheboysittinginthemiddleofthefrontrow:Hehadthesamedarkhairandslightlyhaughtylookofhisbrother,thoughhewassmaller,slighter,andratherlesshandsomethanSiriushadbeen.

           "HeplayedSeeker,"saidHarry.

           "What?"saidHermionevaguely;shewasstillimmersedinVoldemort’spressclippings.

           "He’ssittinginthemiddleofthefrontrow,that’swheretheSeeker...Nevermind,"saidHarry,realizingthatnobodywaslistening:Ronwasonhishandsandknees,searchingunderthewardrobe.Harrylookedaroundtheroomforlikelyhidingplacesandapproachedthedesk.Yetagain,somebodyhadsearchedbeforethem.Thedrawers’contentshadbeenturnedoverrecently,thedustdisturbed,buttherewasnothingofvaluethere:oldquills,out-of-datetextbooksthatboreevidenceofbeingroughlyhandled,arecentlysmashedinkbottle,itsstickyresiduecoveringthecontentsofthedrawer.

           "There’saneasierway,"saidHermione,asHarrywipedhisinkyfingersonhisjeans.Sheraisedherwandandsaid,"AccioLocket!"

           Nothinghappened.Ron,whohadbeensearchingthefoldsofthefadedcurtains,lookeddisappointed.

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